lenten moon

one less vacation

to plan for

the air tonight
is chilly
returning home
from a night out
I stand hunched
on the front balcony
looking up
to the moon
a glass
in hand
to warm
this bruised soul
my thoughts drift
to another city
another person
standing under
this full moon
my glass is raised
my heart full
and the moon
looks down
approving
a humble gesture
let the winds
blow across
space and time
to brush the cheek
of an absent friend

This is for the FULL MOON SOCIAL hosted by Jeff Schwaner at Translations from the English.
Check out his site and come in or out to the moon above.

Full Moon

You stand  here  in the silver moon light

You feel the magic of  time old

Washed in the tides ancient pull

Dancing freely in  night

Feeling free not cold

Sparkling not dull

You are  the

Full moon

Child.

This  is another poem  for “fullmoonsocial”

Dedicated  to  my  eldest  son.

Deliquescent moon
Slips below the horizon,
Melding with the sea.
#Haiku

Fullmoonsocial

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four feminine ducks
walking down the water’s plank
beginning ballet

mallard men passing
one behind the other
the line flows to the left

girls dancing far right
they must know what a line is
someone has cooties

females turn around
flowing next to manly men
forming two straight lines

someone’s husband
taking pictures of other ducks
not this cute ballet

foggy and hazy
eighty one yesterday
only seventy four

at eighty one
the pool was chilly but now
fearless man has jumped in

october warmth
sixty seven a few hours ago
no screaming

everyone is born
with the same pool conversation
inside their mind

a man jumps in
the answer is i’m very cold
asks you how you are

he says it will warm up
his son laughs and tells him
he is mistaken

that he saw her in
the pool ten minutes ago
“she would be warm now”